Tempo di Viaggio
May. 4th, 2005 09:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphiloThe couple next door were arguing last night. I don't know what they were saying because they were doing it in Urdu. At one point a glass went smash.
Don't let them start hitting one another. I'm not sure I'm brave enough to intervene.
Up the garden path. Knock on the door. "Erm, I couldn't help over-hearing....."
I'd been watching the film that Tarkovsky made about himself preparing to make Nostalgia. It's the cinematic equivalent of a rough charcoal sketch. Tarkovsky sees everything sub specie aeternitatis. What's a little human life with its arguments and its throwing of glasses when the universe is forever? Calm down people, go sit in a field and look at the earth beneath your boots.
Do it for half an hour.
An hour.
That's the film Tarkovsky would have made if he'd been able to get away with it- if we, the paying audience, had been worthy of him. Long, lingering close-ups of soil, of rain falling on the surface of a lake, of waving water-weed. Maybe, just to humour us, he would have allowed the camera to pan...
He appears in his own movie in a denim suit. He never changes into anything else. He has long, silky black hair and a beat-up face like Charlie Bronson's.
Don't let them start hitting one another. I'm not sure I'm brave enough to intervene.
Up the garden path. Knock on the door. "Erm, I couldn't help over-hearing....."
I'd been watching the film that Tarkovsky made about himself preparing to make Nostalgia. It's the cinematic equivalent of a rough charcoal sketch. Tarkovsky sees everything sub specie aeternitatis. What's a little human life with its arguments and its throwing of glasses when the universe is forever? Calm down people, go sit in a field and look at the earth beneath your boots.
Do it for half an hour.
An hour.
That's the film Tarkovsky would have made if he'd been able to get away with it- if we, the paying audience, had been worthy of him. Long, lingering close-ups of soil, of rain falling on the surface of a lake, of waving water-weed. Maybe, just to humour us, he would have allowed the camera to pan...
He appears in his own movie in a denim suit. He never changes into anything else. He has long, silky black hair and a beat-up face like Charlie Bronson's.
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Date: 2005-05-04 06:14 am (UTC)(Isn't it amazing how well we do hide our pain, most of the time? I read once that a therapist was always moved to see how his patients, having wept and recounted awful moments in their lives, always somehow gathered themselves back together at the end of their hour and went quietly back to their cars and their lives.
Maybe it's best to cry one's eyes out sometimes, or throw something against a wall, just to shake up the world and see things--See things, including one's partner and one's life, freshly.)
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Date: 2005-05-04 09:58 am (UTC)All healthy relationships involve the occasional chucking of breakable objects- don't they?
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Date: 2005-05-04 10:11 am (UTC)Soon, if all is well, one of them may go out and return with a new set of glassware and a bouquet of flowers.
(I once had some friends in Atlanta who lived in an apartment next to a very wild couple, and one night they spend some time ducked down in the bathtub, thinking they heard gunshots.)
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Date: 2005-05-04 11:19 am (UTC)We'll see how things are at 10 o'clock tonight.